Friday, September 30, 2005
going out on honours day
i'd dearly like to ramble on a lot more, but time grows short.
i think that sitting down for 3 hours together with the sec4 sailors and chin leong was worth pretty much more than the money we paid (even excluding kwong's monetary contribution), or even his award.
you just don't beat that.
why am i still doing chinese?
stupid tuition.
tomorrow's a big day. and i have to stay over at a chalet. do i have any hope of mugging there?
denise, i do not need to hear of your infatuations on my blog. keep your comments to your own blog, k?
And on my death bed I will pray
To the gods and the angels
Like a pagan to anyone who will take me to heaven
To a place I recall
I was there so long ago
The sky was bruised
The wine was bled
And there you led me on
In your house I long to be
Room by room patiently
I'll wait for you there
Like a stone
I'll wait for you there
Alone
Alone
And on I read
Till the day was gone
And I sat in regret
For all the things i've done
For all that i've blessed
And all that i've wronged
In dreams until my death
I will wander on
Strummed at 7:34 PM (x)